Song Xiwei was taken back to a secluded paradise by Aoqian.
It's so beautiful...
It's like a fairyland.
She had never seen such a beautiful place before.
"Do you still like this place?" Aoqian noticed that Song Xiwei's eyes were glued to him, and she was a completely different person from when she was on the boat.
"I love it! How wonderful it would be to live in such a beautiful place for the rest of my life!" Song Xiwei's innocent and naive appearance made Aoqian shake his head with a smile. "Life is long, you can enjoy it slowly. Come on, let's go see Grandfather first."
Upon arriving at the main hall, Song Xiwei saw an old man with a white beard, who looked quite kind.
"You found someone so quickly this time? Qian'er, don't be trying to fool this old man with another fake one. Your life is your own. If you can't change your fate, our entire clan will be wiped out. You bear the responsibility for the prosperity of the whole clan. You must not be fooled."
“Grandfather, don’t rush to lecture me. I’ll let you verify the truth.” Aoqian said, then walked towards Song Xiwei. “Stretch out your hand.”
Song Xiwei knew what Aoqian was going to do, and surprisingly, she reached out her hand in cooperation. The two intertwined their fingers, and the red string on their ring fingers immediately became visible.
"You actually found it! Heaven is helping us! Qian'er is saved, our family is saved! Girl, you are the benefactor of our family. From now on, you will be the most honored person in the entire Bibo Bay! After Qian'er and you are married, I will fulfill any request you have!"
"Really? Grandpa, then I'd like to..."
Before Song Xiwei could finish speaking, Aoqian suddenly reached out and covered her mouth, stopping her from continuing.
Song Xi blinked. Why did they suddenly stop her from speaking?
“Grandfather, we have had a long journey and are very tired. I will take her down to rest first, and I will come back to pay my respects to you later.”
Song Xiwei was pulled out of the main hall by Ao Qian. After her mouth was released, she asked Ao Qian helplessly, "Why wouldn't you let me speak? I thought your grandfather was a very easy-going person, I..."
“He’s easy to talk to now because you’re the hope of the whole tribe, but if he hears you say you want freedom and want to leave, just you wait and see. He won’t just not give you freedom, he’ll lock you up right away.”
Upon hearing this, Song Xiwei looked incredulous. "How could that be? I think your grandfather is a very nice person; he's very kind..."
"Then go and try it, see if he lets you go or locks you up for life and makes sure you never see the sun!" As soon as Aoqian finished speaking, a scream was heard, and then a maid was carried out.
Song Xiwei looked shocked. "What happened? That maid... I just saw her. Wasn't she the one who served tea to your grandfather? How could one of her hands have been chopped off..."
“You just arrived today. Once you get to know him, you’ll understand. Grandpa may seem easy to talk to, but he’s actually quite stern. You’d better watch yourself and not talk nonsense. As long as you don’t say anything wrong, you can stay with me and Grandpa won’t make things difficult for you. But if you run around on your own, meddle in other people’s business, or talk nonsense, Grandpa might spare your life because of your special circumstances, but whether he’ll torture you is another matter.”
Hearing Aoqian say these words, and recalling the bloodied severed arm of the maid she had just seen, Song Xiwei was on the verge of tears.
"What kind of place is this? I can't stay here, it's terrifying..."
"Shh, be careful, walls have ears. If what you're saying gets back to my grandfather, you're asking for death. Do you even have a brain? I just warned you!"
"Wasn't it you who kidnapped me here? Are you just going to stand by and watch me fall into this fire? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
Faced with Song Xiwei's questioning, Aoqian sneered, "Why should my conscience hurt? If I can't find you to explain myself, do you know how miserable my life would be?"
"Your life is so miserable that you're plotting against me? You might as well just kill me. You might as well kill me. Rather than being tortured to death by you and your grandson, you might as well just slit your own throat..."
Song Xiwei looked like she really didn't want to live anymore, which made Aoqian sigh and rub his forehead in exasperation. "If you don't live, what about your good brother? Will he live or not? And what about your other relatives? Will they all be buried with you? Do you think your life or death is just your own business? Don't be naive, little brat. If you die, none of your family and friends will escape! None of them will have a good ending!"
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